Ode To The Moon

Ode to the Moon

Alone I am, deep in despair,

Looking up to the deep dark sky,

To you I lend a passionate prayer,

Dear Moon, the Mother up on high.

The orb of beauty and of grace,

Appears when night is drawing nigh,

A beacon in the dark of space,

Dear Moon, our Mother up on high.

Mysterious and magical,

A silver diamond in the night,

Your power awes both young and old,

Dear Moon, our Mother up on high.

Your presence firm, helps us believe

An everlasting watchful eye,

Your strength and hope to which we cleave,

Dear Moon, our Mother up on high.

Young and afraid, my hope is done,

Coming to you, I now do cry,

So listen please to your dear one,

Dear Moon, my Mother up on high.

Give me the strength, give me the might,

My life to live, my tears to dry,

I need you to shine bright tonight,

Dear Moon, my Mother up on high.

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